Voice testing

[mycroft_holmes]

Wasn't one of us enough?

[His lip curls faintly in near disgust.]

I have the... Well, never you mind what I should be doing, instead of being trapped up here with my brother.

[His expression turns almost weary now.]

At least this way I can keep an eye on him, not that he'd accept even that much after everything.... Since I am wasting my breath, go on with your little 'voice test' or whatever it is you want to call this.

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[womanwhobeatyou]

Judging by the results, it would seem one wasn't enough. Or was that a rhetorical question, Mr. Holmes?

excuse no icons... I'll work on them tomorrow if all goes well.

[mycroft_holmes]

Miss Adler, I thought you were decidedly... deceased. I can only assume my brother has something to do with you being alive.

[His tone is cool.]

S'alright. Sometimes the muses just want to be out.

[womanwhobeatyou]

You can assume anything you like. It doesn't mean I'm telling.

Thank you :)

[mycroft_holmes]

And yet, that tells me everything I need to know. Only he could fool me so... thoroughly.

[As is evident by Sherlock's own death, but that's another story.]

[womanwhobeatyou]

[She smiles.]

So the delusion is genetic.

[mycroft_holmes]

Delusion.

[The work is slightly elongated, though it is still a statement, not a question. He can't fathom why such a word would be applied to either of them.]

[womanwhobeatyou]

Of being a higher power.

[mycroft_holmes]

I would think, Miss Adler, you are well aware of just how high my power runs.

[Especially after everything that happened.]

[womanwhobeatyou]

And I would think you of all people know just how human those who think they're extraordinary are.

[mycroft_holmes]

[Mycroft chuckles.]

You are confusing me for my brother.

[His features are suddenly serious.]

That is a rather poor assumption to make.

[womanwhobeatyou]

Is it, Mr. Holmes? I've heard some very interesting rumours about your... indiscretions.

[mycroft_holmes]

[He smiles easily at that.]

Well, luckily they are only rumours.

[womanwhobeatyou]

Are they? Sherlock didn't seem to think so.

[She's bluffing. Probably. Maybe. Right?]

[mycroft_holmes]

[Mycroft laughs properly this time.]

I would have thought James Moriarty would have warned you from committing such a fatal error.... Sherlock was right: Sentiment is found in the loosing side.

[Yes, he will just twist that knife.]

[womanwhobeatyou]

And yet here I stand. According to you the only way this would happen is if your brother had a hand in the deception. What does that say about how that came about?

[mycroft_holmes]

Well, now we are talking about my brother's indiscretions...

[womanwhobeatyou]

And you're deflecting. Have something to hide?

[mycroft_holmes]

Am I deflecting? I thought you were changing the topic of conversation. Since it seemed apparent your heart is "Sherlocked".